Chapter 118 In this life, just to become an immortal! (Please subscribe)
Russell Yi fell asleep in Lu Chengfeng’s arms at some point. He held his beloved wife up the mountain in the night, feeling more at ease than ever before.
Everything on the mountain is still very crude. Only a house has been built first, which is barely enough for people to live in. It will take a huge amount of time and resources to truly lay the foundation of the sect.
The house Lu Chengfeng lives in is a small two-story bamboo building near the top of the cliff. Although it is not big, it is very delicate.
When he returned to the room, Lu Chengfeng slowly placed Russell's clothes on the bed, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, but found that her hands were tightly holding his clothes, as if she was afraid that she would run away.
Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but smile, lay down, held Russell Yi in his arms, and kissed her forehead gently.
However, not long after he lay down, a woman's voice gnashing her teeth came to his ears, "Lu Chengfeng, come out."
Lu Chengfeng was shocked at first. Then I heard the voice, and I couldn't help showing the expression on my face. Joyfully, "Master?"
At this time, he quickly used his skill to break free of Russell's hand, and carefully covered her with a thin quilt without waking her up. Although the weather was so cold during the day, It’s hot, but after all, this is a mountain, so it’s still very cool at night.
After cautiously exiting the door, he saw Zhu Yuxian standing in the woods not far from the door.
I have to say that my master is really a stunning beauty, her face is simply flawless, like a fairy in the sky, Russell Yi can be considered a beauty, but her appearance is not as refined as Zhu Yuxian's.
In other words, no matter whether it is Russell Yi, Qiu Tong, Du Mengyan, or Lu Chengfeng who has traveled all over the world, he has never seen a woman who is more beautiful than Zhu Yuxian in appearance.
But the look on his master's face was very unkind at this time. He just glanced at him coldly and said, "Follow me."
Lu Chengfeng looked back Take a look at the room, then look at a pair of eyes Zhu Yuxian, who was colder than the blade, subconsciously shrank his neck and said, "Okay."
Zhu Yuxian said nothing, and used Qinggong to run up the mountain. His speed was extremely fast, even if it was a cliff. The cliffs are as flat as walking on the ground.
Lu Chengfeng did not hesitate to give in, absorbing gifts from many people. His martial arts attainments today have reached an extremely terrifying level, and he can perform various light skills smoothly and leap forward as if by instinct.
Not long after, the two of them reached the top of the mountain.
The Yulong Mountain is covered with ice and snow, and there is frost everywhere as far as the eye can see. Although it has already entered summer, it is still bone-chilling here.
Zhu Yuxian was dressed in white, and her skin was as good as snow. She looked at Lu Chengfeng who easily went up the mountain with him, "I don't know when my disciple learned the Zhao family's Fiery Prairie Spear and was able to break into such a big world. "
"Single-handedly defeating an army of eight thousand is so majestic and atrocious!"
"As a master, I need to learn from this."
Lu Cheng was already in the limelight, "Master, it was just a coincidence..."
"Stop talking about this nonsense. Say more, do you want to fool me like a fool? Watch your move!" Zhu Yuxian said and started to do it. As soon as she opened her mouth, a black evil spirit spurted out, and then surrounded her body like a python.
Lu Chengfeng's scalp suddenly became numb and he exclaimed: "Master, are you serious?"
Zhu Yuxian tiptoed a little and was in front of him in the blink of an eye. His jade-white palms formed fist seals, and he struck Lu Chengfeng head and face.
Lu Chengfeng also had a headache. His master's character was such that he would hit him whenever he wanted to, and fall out whenever he wanted to, without even giving him a chance to quibble.
He could only raise his true energy, use his fingers as swords, unfold the Xuanhe Qianying Tongyou Sword Technique, and intercept Zhu Yuxian's fist.
However, at this moment, the black soul-stealing aura surrounding Zhu Yuxian suddenly rushed towards him. Lu Chengfeng raised his hand to block it, and his vision suddenly went dark.
Countless evil thoughts and murderous thoughts surged like a waterfall, almost destroying his sanity. In the sea of consciousness of Lu Chengfeng Lingtai, a red dragon roared, making a dragon roar, shattering the The black mist filled the air.
But it was too late, Zhu Yuxian's fist fell and hit him hard in the face.
Bang!
Lu Chengfeng's body flew out directly.
"Master, you slapped him in the face again?!" Lu Chengfeng was so furious. This woman slapped him in the face every time. She was so outrageous.
His body was still in the air, and with a twist, he quickly retreated like a dragon and snake, and landed on the ground.
However, Zhu Yuxian came faster, and the black soul-stealing energy was swept away. Even if Lu Chengfeng Chilong kept his true intention, he was still in a trance, and Zhu Yuxian's fist had already been knocked down.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhu Yuxian was merciless, and each punch was harder than the last. Even though Lu Chengfeng had magical power to protect his body and his true energy was flowing, he was still beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and his teeth were grimacing.
"Zhu Yuxian, you have gone too far. If you have the ability, don't use the Black Soul-stealing Qi. It is not certain who will lose and who will win!" Lu Chengfeng was beaten so anxiously that the woman moved towards his face Rubbing her body like crazy, pressing her face against hers and opening her face wide. If this continues, Russell Yi will be beaten beyond recognition.
He will have to rely on his face to make a living. If he is really beaten into a human shape, how can he pretend to be Zhao Tianyou.
Hearing Lu Chengfeng call out the three words Zhu Yuxian, Zhu Yuxian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Now that you are successful, you dare to call the master by his name. Don't say that I won't give you a chance. This time I don’t need the Hei Sha soul-stealing energy. If you can take one punch from me, you’ll be ready.”
Lu Chengfeng took a deep breath. He completely refined the gift from the ancestor of the Zhao family at his own expense. Although his mind and will were not strong enough and transparent enough, coupled with insufficient resources, he was not able to achieve half-step to heaven in one step.
But even facing top masters who have perfected their martial arts skills to the twenty-seventh level, they can still compete with them.
As for those whose hearts and will are not as good as his own, he kills them like butchering dogs. Even Li Xiaotian among thousands of troops was killed by him with one shot.
Even if he is not as good as Zhu Yuxian, he should not be beaten without the ability to fight back. At this time, since Zhu Yuxian does not use the black soul-stealing energy, can't he even block a punch?
He exhaled and inhaled, the true energy circulated in his limbs and bones, the essence, energy and spirit were unified, the red dragon roared with true meaning, and the secret of the Fiery Prairie Spear circulated in his mind.
Among the various martial arts he has learned, the Fierce Fire Spear is the most profound. After all, this martial arts has been practiced to the twenty-seventh level by the ancestor of the Zhao family.
Lu Chengfeng calmed down, his true intention and true energy merged, as if there was a red dragon rolling and roaring in his body, wanting to fly into the sky and break free from the shackles.
His body is like a cage, but also like a shackle suppressing the dragon, allowing the dragon's power to be used for himself. The aura on his body is rising bit by bit, like a burning fire, burning more and more intensely.
Compared with him, Zhu Yuxian looked extraordinarily calm, with fluttering white clothes and long hair flying wildly. He put his left hand behind his back and clenched his fist with his right hand, quietly watching Lu Chengfeng build up his momentum.
After waiting for about a dozen breaths, Lu Chengfeng's momentum reached its peak, like a copper furnace burning with flames, and the faint sound of dragon roars could be heard.
"Watch it!"
Zhu Yuxian said in a calm tone, and the next moment, he punched it with his fist. There was no earth-shattering momentum, no fancy changes, and no subtle movement of power.
Just like this seemingly ordinary punch, it still hit Lu Chengfeng head and face.
"Fire Fire Spear, set fire to the sky!" Lu Chengfeng seemed to have a flash of fire in his eyes, and without hesitation, he used one of the killing moves of the Prairie Spear Technique. He suddenly stepped on the ground, Like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, the body is like a dragon, and it suddenly rushes out.
He used all his strength in this move, and all his energy and spirit merged into one, turning into a red dragon and rising into the sky. The true energy burned fiercely in his body, making the air outside his body seem to begin to distort. Fierce, fierce, and violent, like a real dragon clawing its claws and swooping towards him.
The secrets of the Eight Desolate Gods' Fire Dragon and the secrets of the Fiery Prairie Spear merged into one at this moment, all integrated into Lu Chengfeng's fist, and released as the true meaning of the red dragon was released.
The anger of the common man, blood spattered five steps!
Lu Chengfeng's will seemed to be roaring, trying to overthrow the woman who had been weighing on his head.
Boom!
The fists of both sides collided.
Lu Chengfeng felt a tenacious, powerful, and irresistible will surge in like an overwhelming force.
It’s terrible!
It’s so scary!
That will was otherworldly, containing an aura that was frightening and trembling. It crushed his true intention of the Red Dragon, shattered his ordinary ambition, and destroyed his true energy.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lu Chengfeng could even hear his muscles and bones whining, his five internal organs trembling, and his blood flowing backwards. Then his whole body was directly smashed into the air, flying up ten feet, and then fell to the ground. , colliding with ice, snow and rocks.
It hurts! Unimaginable pain!
Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but roared, "This is impossible?!"
He couldn't believe that his full-strength attack was so vulnerable. He was beaten by just one punch. Completely defeated, if Zhu Yuxian hadn't been merciful, he would have been beaten into a puddle of flesh with that punch just now.
"I don't believe it, come again!"
Lu Chengfeng endured the weakness and pain in his muscles and bones, and stood up from the ground. He roared angrily, and used the secret of the Eight Desolate Gods' Fire Dragon General Principle, the Fiery Prairie Spear, and eight The two peerless martial arts of Wild Tun Hai Kung are perfectly integrated with it.
Phew!
As soon as he exhaled, a strong wind blew up over the top of the cliff, as if a huge thing was swallowing.
Lu Chengfeng has never been so serious. Zhu Yuxian's punch just now almost broke his will and shattered his belief.
After killing Li Xiaoyun with one shot, he thought that as long as he didn't provoke the gods, he could have unlimited control over the world, but he never thought that he would be defeated so easily today.
Lu Chengfeng was filled with anger, and the secrets of the Eight Desolate Gods Fire Dragon Kung Fu circulated, and the two unique skills were perfectly integrated with it.
He stepped forward, and with every step he took, the ice and rocks beneath his feet cracked, the wind howled, and the ice and snow rolled up, covering the sky.
Zhu Yuxian just stood there quietly, her clothes flying, like a fairy who would ride on the wind at any time.
When there was only one foot of land left between the two sides, Zhu Yuxian struck again. It was still an ordinary punch. His white jade palm formed a fist seal, flowing with a warm luster. , and then smashed it down head-on.
boom! boom! boom!
The moment the two sides collided, Lu Chengfeng felt as if his mind was going to explode.
In a trance, he saw a picture, a red dragon with its body covered in fire rolling and roaring, its roar moving the sky, and above the sky, there was a female figure with fairy light all over her body and auspicious clouds at her feet. Xian stretched out his palm, and then...
Capture the dragon with one hand!
No matter how the red dragon struggled and raged, it was firmly suppressed by the immortal's hand, making it difficult to break free.
This scene just flashed by. Lu Chengfeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and took seven steps back. The ground completely collapsed, creating a deep ravine.
He suddenly knelt down on one knee and could not move for a while.
The picture in the scroll just now is not reality, nor is it an illusion, but a spiritual vision produced when the two people's minds and wills clash.
This time, Lu Chengfeng finally felt Zhu Yuxian's spiritual will very clearly.
That was a terrifying will that was completely transcendent and superior to oneself. It was a terrifying will that could completely knock oneself out of mind and kill oneself on the spot.
For the first time, he truly realized that the power and terror of Zhu Yuxian did not lie in the magical power of Black Soul Seizing Qi, nor in his true energy and martial arts, but in his spiritual will.
The spiritual will that far surpasses his own, even the ancestor of the Zhao family at his peak is far inferior to the spiritual will!
That is... the ambition to become an immortal!
In this life, I only want to become an immortal!
The will is so strong that it almost turns fiction into reality, breaks down barriers, and evolves into a real situation.
How horrible!
Lu Chengfeng has never seen such a firm, persistent and terrifying spiritual will. It seems that after endless reincarnations, he will become an immortal in hell.
Indestructible, unchangeable, unshakable!
A hundred years of mortal world, just to become an immortal!
This is Zhu Yuxian’s will and her way.
For a moment, Lu Chengfeng really felt that Zhu Yuxian was the reincarnation of an immortal, otherwise how could he have such a strong, pure, and even terrifying will to become an immortal.
There are countless legends about immortals and gods in the world, but these legends have always been illusory. Who can be sure that there are immortals in this world?
How can I be so determined if I have never seen it with my own eyes?
Lu Chengfeng knelt on the ground for a long time before slowly standing up. His eyes became extremely pure, and the true energy in his body burned completely.
“Master, I want to take another punch!”
Zhu Yuxian looked into his eyes and understood everything instantly. Instead, a smile appeared on his face, "Okay!"
"Just be careful, I will throw the last punch."
As soon as he finished speaking, he punched Lu Chengfeng in the air between his eyebrows.
Boom!
The fierce and fierce fist wind blew Lu Chengfeng's clothes, and his hair flew up and fluttered in the wind.
The acid seal, which was like a jade carving, stopped half an inch away from Lu Chengfeng's eyebrows. It was accurate to the extreme.
But Lu Chengfeng closed his eyes at some point.
Compared with the two punches just now, Zhu Yuxian's punch did not have any blessing of true energy or martial arts, but only the purest spiritual will.
Lu Chengfeng seemed to hear a woman whispering in his ear, "I want to become an immortal!"
Although the words were soft, he had the ambition to live forever!
In comparison, my so-called common man's thoughts were so vulnerable.
(End of this chapter)